An Ancient Problem?

[Joy 0]

Joy sat quietly at a communications console on the bridge, having scrambled her sister Eight and her courier, and considered. Doctor McDowell had spoken in confidence. Ordinarily Joy would keep such confidences. She was also striving not to tell Starfleet how to do their job, even if she had as much experience in such things as anyone present.

 

And yet, at bottom, she was what she was. There were lives at risk. She had passed the information along, but, it seemed that Ambassador Drankum was not going to pass it on further, or perhaps he had not seen the likely connection.

 

She stood, and wandered towards Ops, and addressed Drankum and Chirakis. She spoke loudly enough that Porter might hear if he cared to do so.

 

"Ambassador, I am a bit concerned that Doctor McDowell's team was doing archeology, but she would not say what she was excavating. I don't believe a colonial survey would have missed a planet wide radiation problem. It seems likely that the radiation is related to Hannah's dig. If so, they might not wish to stay near the dig. The problem could be associated with ancient alien technology."

 

There. Proper line of command informed. Hopefully, Priority Two would be satisfied.

 

If not, she would just return to the comm console.